Welcoming a new year always causes a little meloncholy. Did any of my efforts this past year make a difference?

Then I came across the story of the Nazca Indians. On the desolate plains of southern Peru, strange lines cut through the pebble-covered expanse. From the ground, these strange barren patches don’t make any sense. But from the sky, it appears that a giant finger drew a 300-yard long bird, a 50-yard long spider, and even a playful monkey …nearly 15,000 designs in all. Tons of small stones must have been moved to create the images.

How many years did it take to move all of those rocks? And after these dedicated quarry workers finished, they really couldn’t see the whole picture because there’s not even a tree to climb in the area. But the Nazcas moved the rocks anyway. We may never know why they did it. We just know that someone thought the job was worth doing.

In 2012, I resolve to keep movin’ rocks. Plugging away at writing better stories. Working harder to spend quality time with my family. Smiling and laughing more. Doing my part to make the world a better place. Even if I can’t see the whole picture today, I pray years from now someone will see how the pieces of my life fit into the puzzle.